Immeasurable Dream
written by: Marieta Maglas
Your dream is existent.
It is a galactic spin;
it is electric, rhythmic,
resonant, and lunar,
a red Skywalker.
You’re never present
in this dream of yours∽
a complex analysis of
your image in the mirror.
This kind of image
never looks like you.
Tathagata waits for us as long as
we want to be there.
Maybe Tathagata is only
an illusion coming to be.
Your dream is a square
for heart sacrifices-
fundamentalism, principles,
harmonic convergence,
paradigm, and philosophy.
You should not be
that soul yearning to quench your thirst
with something you cannot have.
It makes me think
of a river.
Generates a loud, low scream
when you need it to be existent.
Who can imagine that
the blue color of the sky is not
a real, true one?
Hope is like landing on Gliese.
It is not the moon
reflecting
on the river.
Thinking while living long
and while longing for freedom,
you are resentful toward
everything that
shouldn’t make you dissatisfied.
Like the moon
hiding the same half from view,
it is this suffering in togetherness;
swamps the disillusions.
Yet, it remains unchanged.
Why is everything the way it is?
I don’t know whether or not
we are existent
because Someone wants us to be extant,
but maybe we need firstly a reason
to be existent-
the first cosmic truth.
The mind thinks of that eternity
that doesn’t have chains.
We all have the right to think
whatever we want.
Eternity is not equal to the Tathagata.
It looks so real out of it.
It cries out of nothingness.
In the womb of the Tathāgata,
grows its embryonic essence.
All the bluebirds
fly freely in the serene sky.
The more we understand God,
the more He reveals Himself.
We thirst for those heights
with a will to be children.
NOTE:
Based on the Prompt – Breaking The Chain
- Immeasurable Dream - August 2, 2026
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